Chapter 357 Wuji Palace Master, Buddha and Demon Absolute Style

"Go back!"

A light drink, two fingers flick, but like a breeze to support the moon, understatement broke the sharp edge of the sword pill, the person who came was wearing a green shirt, it was difficult to hide the nobility, a pair of sword eyes, looking down on the change of years.

"Wuji Palace Master dreams of nine thousand!"

Seeing the person who came, Jiaozu Long's eyes flashed with incomparably jealousy, and the dragon's body rolled up, turning into a middle-aged man in a golden robe with a red horn and standing a thousand kilometers away from the master of Wuji Palace.

"The emperor's map, proud of Kyushu, a sword Wuji writes a thousand autumns, Li Min's tears, hegemony is empty, it is like a big dream, a dream of 90 million ancient sorrows!

The Wuji Palace Master Dream Nine Thousand was flat, but his words revealed an invisible imperial domineering, looking at the world, and the power of the emperor of the ancient human race who dared not obey it suddenly shocked the world.

"Humph!"

Listening to the contempt in the words of Dream Jiuqian, Jiaozu is also the horn of the horn blushing, feeling that he has been greatly insulted, thinking that he Jiaozu is also a powerful and powerful person who became famous in ancient times, that Dream Jiuqian was only comparable to him in terms of strength and status back then, and now look at it, he is actually a dragon swimming in the shallows, the injury has not healed for many years, although the other party was also defeated in ancient times and retreated overseas, but now looking at it, the opponent's strength is obviously half a step further than in ancient times, that is, he is facing it when he was in the heyday of ancient times, I am afraid that it will be slightly inferior, not to mention the state of great loss of strength at the moment, there is no chance of winning at all。

However, the horn is also worthy of a generation of power, under the disadvantage of the enemy and me, it is also a loser who does not lose the battle, after snorting coldly, he did not hesitate to suffer in the future, forcibly suppressed the injuries in the body, and burst out of the power of the ancient dragon ancestor, and once again incarnated as a thousand zhang golden Jiao to take the lead in killing Xiang Meng Jiuqian.

"How long can you last in this state, but in vain!"

In the face of the desperate power of Jiaozu Chijiao, Meng Jiuqian waved back the Yang Sage behind him, took one step, and turned into a blue butterfly, changing the sky and the earth in an instant, one person and one Jiao in the dream space.

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Within the river of blood, as soon as the Yin Saint entered, he felt that he was trapped in the quagmire of blood prison, and a bloody wave turned into countless hideous monsters and killed them.

"Hmph! The little trick of the dragon dares to be presumptuous in front of this saint!"

Facing the danger of the monster devouring his body, the Yin Sage snorted coldly, pinched the sword finger in his left hand, and wiped the Xuanbing sword blade in his right hand, and an astonishing Yin and Evil cold aura suddenly erupted on it, and all the monsters that the sword qi passed turned into ice sculptures, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into powder, and even the blood river appeared to freeze and solidify, and an ice path appeared in the blood river.

Yin Sheng's body was in a vertical shape, landing on the ice road, his eyes looked solemnly at the depth of the ice road extension, he could feel an incomparably huge demonic qi lurking there, if these monsters transformed by the blood river just now were just small soldiers, then the demon in that group of demonic qi was the king, the terrible demon king.

Trample!

Trample!

Trample!

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Yin Saint is worthy of being a top powerhouse close to power, and he dares to break into the Blood River Darkness Realm of this seat alone, is this seat underestimating you, or are you underestimating this seat's ability!"

In the midst of the laughter, the demon king appeared, with playful abuse in his eyes, and he was extremely domineering.

"What a bloodthirsty magic knife! Who the hell are you?"

Seeing the steady pace of the person who came, dragging a strange magic knife with a length of a zhang in his right hand, the tip of the knife drew purple and red sparks on the ice road, the Yin Saint's pupils were extremely constricted, and the pressure doubled, forcibly stabilized his uneasy mind, and asked.

"Hehe, dying man, why ask for a name!"

"Indra's Slash!"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, the magic knife slashed immediately, the Buddha and the demon were unique, Han Feng took his life, quickly, kill!

"Arrogance!"

"Xuanbing Jade Dragon Lock Cold Current!"

Yin Sheng's color changed, and his anger burned wildly, thinking that he Yin Sheng, since his debut, was the first time he encountered being underestimated, it was really unbearable, and he immediately had a pair of Buddha and demons with a shocking trick.

Rumble!

After the thunder, the sword dissolved, the jade dragon vanished, and life and death were instantaneous.

"You...... Ahh

I can't believe it, with endless unwillingness and doubts, one of the Wuji Twin Saints who are the strongest at the peak of the generation and the mighty overseas, with the silent separation of the body and head, blood spilled on the battlefield, and the last curtain of this life fell.

Burst!

At the same time, at the moment when the Yin Saint died, the Yang Saint Mind outside the Blood River, who was recovering from his injuries with all his might, sensed the dissipation of his friend's vitality, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, opening his eyes in disbelief.

"Friend~!"

Yang Sheng's eyes were full of tears, and the thousand-year-old friendship between the two of them flashed in his mind, the kind of family relationship that is not a brother is better than a brother, and the heroic oath of aspiring to reach the top together, at this moment, with the death of Yin Sheng, everything is a dream bubble.

"Kill my friend, you deserve to die!"

In a fit of rage, Yang Sheng ignored his injuries and was about to enter the blood river to avenge his friend, but at this moment, a person suddenly appeared and stopped Yang Sheng's movements, it was the Wuji Palace Master who entered the dream space to fight with Jiao Zu.

It turned out that at the moment of the Yin Saint's death, the Wuji Palace Master in the dream space was also aware of it, and immediately gave up the plan to kill Jiao Ancestor, just because he was worried that the Yang Saint outside would also encounter a crisis.

"Haha~haha! Wuji Lao'er, you didn't expect it! You calculated to kill me, but the agency was too clever to calculate it, and you missed the life of Qingqing under the door!"

In the face of the extremely powerful Wuji Palace Master, Jiao Zu was already desperate after repeated heavy injuries, and was ready to fight to the death, but he didn't expect that because of the sudden death of the Yin Sage, he would be able to exchange for a chance to breathe, although Jiao Zu, who had re-incarnated as a human at this moment, looked embarrassed, but he still couldn't help laughing and sneering wildly, which made Yang Sheng look angry, and he couldn't wait to cramp and peel it and make it into dragon wax.

The Wuji Palace Master had a calm face, but his heart was already murderous and furious, the Yin and Yang Twin Saints were the peak powerhouses that he had finally cultivated that could be comparable to great power, God knows how much effort and resources he had paid for this, just to be able to counterattack back to the Central Plains one day, but he didn't expect it to be just a small negligence of his own, and the Yin Saint was killed under his nose, which simply made him want to go crazy.

The one hidden in the blood river actually paid attention to him from the beginning, and it is not difficult to see with his cultivation strength that the other party's cultivation is just a top supreme who has just been promoted, it stands to reason that although the Yin Saint has experienced a little decline in strength after a battle with Jiao Zu, it is more than a mistake to deal with a top supreme, but this is how ironic it is, the Yin Saint actually died in the hands of a top supreme who has just been promoted.

"Rubbish!"

After the Wuji Palace Lord cursed in his heart, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the blood river, he wanted to see what kind of divine this person was, and he dared to kill his subordinates.

"Brother in the blood river, be careful! This is the trick of his dream of nine thousand - Nine Heavens Moon Hand!"

Jiaozu has a good impression of the mysterious powerhouse in the blood river, of course, it is more of a common enemy, if he wants to live, this mysterious powerhouse is the best ally, so when he saw Meng Jiuqian make a move, he immediately reminded him.

"Kill the little one, come the old one, it's fun!"

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